The Lost Islands
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Your King
Asmodeus
Your Queen
Nyimara
The Second
None
The Herd
Name, Name, Name
The Sub-Herd
Name, Name, Name
Allies
Name (Land)
Enemies
Solomon (Cove)
The Rules
  • There will be no fraternizing with enemies. If you put yourself knowingly in danger, don't expect a rescue.
  • We are only as strong as our weakest link. See to it that you are getting stronger in some skill that is useful, whether it is battling, recruiting, charming, etc.
  • The King and Queen have final say in all matters.
This is no ordinary love



Vita Nova had only been a member of the Desert herd for a few weeks, but she was ecstatic. She didn't let Koray's general grumpiness get her down. And if we're being honest, the ashen colored mare was fairly calculated in how she tried to avoid Koray in almost every way possible. Thus far she'd been rather successful. She saw him mostly late at night, only when the herd bed down, and even then, they didn't talk much. Instead, Nova spent her time with the others, trying to get to know them as quickly as possible. It was important to her that she charm them and win them over sooner rather than later. That way if Koray was ever on the chopping block again, she would already have woven herself into the fold and wouldn't be at risk of being thrown away with him.

The mare was still struggling to get used to the tough climate of the Desert, however. She found herself confined to the oasis for much of her stay. Or least until the sun went down. Her sleeping patterns had shifted because she was so enthralled with the exotic landscape. She tried to sleep most of the day under the shade of the palms in the oasis in order to conserve her energy. By sunset, she was eager to get moving, to explore the endless sea of sand when the temperatures would drop and the only thing beating down on her was the purple blanket of stars overhead.

On this particular day Nova was dozing per usual under the shade of her favorite palm, her striking blue eyes held half open as her bottom whiskered lip drooped lazily against a knee of a front leg. A rare breeze ruffled the long palms overhead, but she didn't wake until she heard the famliar bugle or Orhan. She yawned, her jaws parting to reveal two rows of yellowed teeth, and blinked away her sleepy haze before standing to shake, and striding off in the direction of the call. When she found Orhan at the edge of the Oasis and lumbering chestnut stallion was following awkwardly in his footsteps. She'd never seen him before. But she walked up to Orhan politely and curiously, smiling gently as she approached and nickering in a friendly manor.

"Hello."



Vita Nova
4 | Mare | Evaline x Valentine | Smoky Back Splash | 15 hh | © Vinyl
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